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Claiming existence Pathetic blood of royalty Meant fucking nothing Temples in your name Graves where they erect Avarice intention Disgusting legacy Scratch out the faith Until the flesh bleeds Shedding no guilt While blaming evil Thou shall not listen To any of your deceit Palms and feet Baring the spikes That spew forth The wine of a swine That I refuse to sip Will never touch my lip In the name of SATAN! Angel abortion Tonight we feast On triumph and victory After we ride these blood flooded shores The wind goes for my aura But the frozen wings of an eagle takes me And drops me in a pit of fire But I am a man of no ashes The flames are my air In memory of the fallen Claiming existence Pathetic blood of royalty Meant fucking nothing Temples in your name Graves where they erect Avarice intention Disgusting legacy Scratch out the faith Until the flesh bleeds Shedding no guilt While blaming evil Thou shall not listen To any of your deceit Palms and feet Baring the spikes That spew forth The wine of a swine That I refuse to sip Will never touch my lip In the name of SATAN!